Farming and reading family

Chen Ke lowered his head and didn't notice Du Weiqing was about to leave, so Gao E stood up in a hurry.

"Sir, do you want to go to school with Mr. Du?" Gao E reminded.

"Huh?" Chen Ke finally reacted and saw that Du Weiqing had turned around. "I'll go later."

Du Weiqing paused and nodded.

Gao E sent Du Weiqing back and looked at Chen Ke: "What happened, my husband?"

Chen Ke turned around and went into the house, looking a little embarrassed to see people.

He had been staying in Qingtan Gorge for a whole day and felt his muscles were becoming stiff. Now he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

People who have never done bad things have no experience of doing bad things.

Gao E followed Chen Ke into the house and saw him sitting in an armchair with a look of annoyance on his face. "Are you upset about copying other people's poems, sir?"

Chen Ke didn't know whether it was true or not, because it was given to him by his wife.

Gao E looked at Chen Ke's expression. No matter how good her words were before, she still couldn't get over it after it really happened.

He read books mechanically and became a man with a strong sense of morality, but he was unable to cultivate this sense of morality himself.

"Sir, do you know the two poems 'Song of Pity the Peasants'?" Gao E asked slowly.

Chen Ke thought about it seriously: "I don't know. What's so special about this poem?"

"When the sun is at its highest point in the sky, I hoe the field, and my sweat drips down to the soil. Who knows that every grain of rice on the table is the result of hard work?" Gao E recited it.

Chen Ke was stunned for a long time: "Good poem."

"In spring, plant a grain of millet; in autumn, harvest ten thousand. Even though there is no idle land in the world, farmers still starve to death." Gao E finished reciting and looked at Chen Ke. "These two poems were written by the same person. Who do you think wrote them, sir?"

Chen Ke thought without hesitation: "Of course he is a good person who cares about the people of the world and understands the suffering of the people."

"He's a corrupt official," Gao E said bluntly. "He lives a life of luxury, abuses his power, and doesn't care about the lives of the people."

"How is that possible?" Chen Ke said in disbelief. "How could such a person write such a poem?"

"Sir, you talk about the unity of knowledge and action. You are in a secret room, but it is like a thoroughfare. You cannot tolerate any flaws. But how can people who eat grains be vulgar? They write poems just to gain a good reputation." Gao E looked at Chen Ke seriously.

Chen Ke felt embarrassed when he heard this.

In fact, he also wanted to make friends with the powerful and wealthy and live a good life, but he always felt that he had no money and could not curry favor with them.

He also wanted to have brilliant literary talent, to be praised, and to be able to talk freely...

But my tight budget doesn't deserve that.

So he subconsciously demanded strictness of himself and acted like a gentleman.

"Sir, people like Lu Yong curry favor with the rich and powerful and are willing to be their lackeys. But what you have done is nothing more than building a holy place for scholars all over the world." Gao E said seriously.

"I..." Chen Ke lowered his head, "I'm just afraid of being discovered."

"It's okay." Gao E said as she took out a piece of letter paper and gave it to Chen Ke with a poem written on it.

Chen Ke looked at Gao E in shock after reading the poem: "This..."

"Although I don't know if it will be useful, please memorize it first," Gao E said with a smile.

In fact, after reading it once, Chen Ke already remembered most of it, mainly because the poem was so well written.

"My dear, don't worry too much about who wrote this poem. You are doing the right thing," Gao E advised.

In fact, she could personally handle this matter and make a name for herself with these poems, and maybe even earn the title of a female poet.

But this was not her purpose, so she let Chen Ke take the lead. In the future, Chen Ke would have to appear in more places, and she would take the opportunity to make him a little famous.

After Gao E's various persuasions, Chen Ke finally agreed. After memorizing the poem, he crumpled up the letter again and again and finally burned it.

After returning to Yueyuan, Lu Yong and his companions gathered together in silence. They had a bad start at the elegant gathering today, and were instead overshadowed by the timid Chen Ke.

"Is Chen Ke really just a scholar?" Lu Yong asked Fu An suddenly.

"Yes." Fu An assured, "He is not well-known in He County. It was only after Du Weiqing arrived in He County that others began to look up to him because of Du Weiqing."

Lu Yong didn't believe it. If it was really as Fu An said, how could Chen Ke write such a heroic poem.

"Brother, let's think about it tomorrow." Zou Xi suggested.

He also felt that Chen Ke looked like a loser, but his poetry was indeed good.

Lu Yong had already thought about it: "Since he has such lofty sentiments in his heart, let's use the theme of "Autumn Sorrow" tomorrow."

Everyone applauded and praised it. For most people, autumn brings sadness and loneliness. If Chen Ke could really write about the sadness of autumn, it would conflict with the autumn poems.

They also didn't believe that Chen Ke could write about the sadness of autumn.

It was late at night, and Xu Boyan was still awake. He kept repeating the autumn poem written by Chen Ke. He was very sure that Chen Ke could not write such a poem. So who was helping him?

Moreover, that person's talent is even higher than Huo Ji and Lu Yong. It is impossible for such a person to be unknown.

Xu Boyan thought of Gao E again.

Although Gao E always surprises people, it also seems impossible that her life experience would not allow her to have such high literary attainments.

After thinking for a long time, he laughed at himself. As long as Chen Ke and the others could win, why should he worry so much?

However, the matter of Princess Qingfeng has been delayed until now, and he can't find a suitable opportunity for Princess Qingfeng to appear. He can only wait until after the elegant gathering to find a solution.

Today, the people from Danyang Society came early without putting on airs, but the people living in Qingtan Gorge were still having dinner.

"You're here so early. Haven't you eaten yet?" Liang Jiange stood up and asked in a rude tone.

Thinking that Huo Ji would come, Liang Jiange didn't think that he would stand out at the gathering. Who would have thought that Chen Ke would be the one to take the spotlight?

"We don't care about food, what delicious food can you have?" Zou Xi sneered.

Liang Jiange looked at the table: "There's nothing delicious, just crystal shrimp dumplings, beef cakes, date cakes, lotus cakes, assorted rolls..."

Zou was surprised, thinking that the food in this rural area must be very rough, so how could there be such exquisite food.

When Lu Yong heard about beef biscuits, he wondered how they dared to kill cows?

Then I thought about it and it made sense. Since Xu Boyan was there, the cow must have been slaughtered at a reasonable rate.

"Oh, it's different every day." Liang Jiange said and sat down.

Zou Xi was angry, and fell silent after being glared at by Lu Yong.

It started yesterday, so today it was more casual, just chatting around the table.

As soon as Du Weiqing and his group arrived, everyone stood up to greet them, and today's poetry reading began.

Lu Yong walked up to Chen Ke and said, "Mr. Chen's autumn poem yesterday was indeed amazing, but sadness in autumn is the norm. How about writing about sadness in autumn today?"

Du Weiqing scoffed, "Master Lu is deliberately trying to be difficult. How can one person write poems with completely different artistic conceptions in just two days?"

"Then come here, Mr. Du." Lu Yong looked at Du Weiqing.

Du Weiqing knew he was no match for Lu Yong: "Since it was the suggestion of the great scholar Lu, why don't you write one first?"

"Then I'll be taking over the reins." Lu Yong said with a smile, "Others will say that my Danyang Society is too strong."